It was grey and the road climbed slowly. I am ready for my planned rest in Xiahe – a break from cycling and the endless honking of horns.
I am in the mountains. The signs also have Tibetan script. I was surprised to see similarities with the Hindi Sanskrit script. I hadn’t noticed that before.
Today was a day of tunnels (forbidden for cyclists), of a new bike pump (given to me for free from the lovely people at the Giant shop in Linxia) and my first super-cheap hotel found all by my little self – 3USD.